Chapter 722: The influence of the Oya goddess

"Today, some people have won eight games in the battlefield, all of which have been defeated within five strokes. It is too powerful."

“With a win in eight games a day, I immediately caught up with Li Tianwei’s record for half a month.”

"I heard that the disciple is still a confidant disciple. Is it true?"

"It’s nothing to win eight games in a row. I heard that he confessed to the first swordsman of the Emperor’s College and our goddess Oya.”

"Scorpio, is this true?"

"The confidant disciple also dared to confess to the goddess Oya? We, we, have we lived on the dog for more than a year?"

"How did Oya teacher not kill him?"

"Tomorrow is the battle of Aoya disciple Wang Qingshan and the comrade-in-arms disciple. I must not miss it. Teacher Oya will definitely go."

"I have to go, I am going to see the goddess Oya."

......

The entire first grade department is talking about this matter.

Oya is very popular in the first grade department, because she is the goddess of countless young men, she is cold, her queen, her chest is big, her buttocks are up, she has a possessive desire that comes naturally when a man sees it. .

Not only students, but also in the minds of many elders and mentors, Oya is also a goddess.

It can be said.

The eight wins in a row did not cause a sensation, but Longfei’s ‘confession’ to Aoya caused a violent sensation, which should not be a sensation.

It is anger!

It’s like the goddess in their minds is being smashed.

No matter how much, it should not be a confession of a disciple.

Must go to the confidant disciple, Aoya is the goddess of the Warrior, even if it is to be confession is also the strong confession of the Warrior, she belongs to the War.

For a time.

Many people are gearing up and secretly preparing themselves.

Many masters of the battlefield have been attracted.

Tomorrow's fighting arena is destined to be extraordinarily exciting.

Department of Labor.

It is very strange that Liu Ba is already in a state of disappearance.

Since the last time he returned from Zangwu Pavilion, he has ‘disappeared’ and has never appeared.

This is a happy thing for the disciples of the Department of Labor.

In the yard of the Department of Labor.

Fan Tong rushed in and said: "Long, the response is too intense."

Sun Taudao said: "I will know that the confidant disciple will win eight games in a row. There will definitely be a strong person who will block Longfei tomorrow. The real master will appear tomorrow."

Fan Tongdao: "There are not many people who have won eight games in a row."

Sun head snorted and said: "What are they fierce?"

Fan Tong looked at Longfei and said: "They are talking about Long Shao and Oya's confession, saying that he is a miscellaneous disciple who does not deserve to confess with the goddess Oya, and will kill the dragon on the battle platform tomorrow."

"Uh?"

Suntou's eyebrows wrinkled and muttered: "This is a bad thing. I ignored the influence of the Oya goddess at the Emperor's College."

Sun head looked at Longfeidao: "Is it better to have a truce tomorrow?"

"No!"

Longfeidao: "Today's winning eight games is only a hundred points. These people have too few points. It is too difficult to win a thousand points."

He also knows that the people who compare with him today are disciples of the madness of the second and third grades. They are not high-level and their scores are few.

Can't win much.

In order to quickly accumulate points, you must win some strong ones.

Longfei really can't wait.

I didn’t feel anything before, but now he feels that his level is too low.

The identity of a formal disciple must be obtained as soon as possible.

It is necessary to get out of the task as soon as possible, go out of the Emperor's College to hunt and upgrade the monster, and there is a ‘Long Shoukun map’ that has been lingering in his mind.

There is a feeling in his heart that the ‘long head’ somewhere is calling at him.

maybe.

The dragon head is really the head of Yuanlong.

faucet!

Longfei has no time to wait, so no matter what kind of strong opponent he meets tomorrow, he will go all out and secretly say: "No one can stop my steps, no one!"

Seeing that Longfei is so determined, Sun Datou is not saying anything.

"Have a good rest, there will be a lot of people watching tomorrow."

"You must win a few more games, explode your strongest power, let the elders of the martial arts fancy, so that you get the official discipleship, they will choose you." Sun head smiled.

Formal disciples can join the 18th generation martial arts.

but.

The premise is that there is a military institution to take over.

There is a strong enough force to erupt, and there will definitely be a martial arts institution to take over.

Longfei nodded and said: "I know."

"Sun head."

"Fan Tong, the army, you are waiting, waiting for me to become a formal disciple, I will do the task as soon as possible to earn points to help you redeem the identity of the official disciple." Longfei secretly vowed.

Did not say it.

but.

He will definitely do it.

night.

Longfei is transformed into a demon, and Tianzhu is forbidden to practice for so long. His current demon body has completely changed and turned into a black bone demon.

The magic of his body has also become very turbulent.

and.

Contains a powerful force of the heavens.

Every bone has an explosive force.

It’s just that the sequela of the cultivation of the sacred bones has come out. The dragon’s body has become ugly and ugly. The more ugly his strength is, the stronger his strength is.

In Xianyu Longfei, the power of the demon body has not been used, and it is used to cultivate the exercises.

What kind of realm does the power of his current demon body reach?

Longfei does not know.

"The Promise Kendo!"

Longfei’s thoughts move, and the magic sword in his hand follows, “Puzzle!”

"Hey!"

The sword is raging, and the sword is released like a steam madness.

"The Promise Kendo confronts the unparalleled sword Ji, the Juggernaut is against the sword Ji, hehe... I feel excited when I think about it." Longfei boiled in his heart.

The war is also burning.

To fight tomorrow, you must come up with the Juggernaut.

"Draw a sword!"

"Ding!"

"Proficiency +12 points"

"The Promise Kendo!"

"Jiansheng eighty-one sword."

"Ding!"

......

As the proficiency has risen, Longfei has no brains in addition to his proficiency in cultivation. He is still comprehending the stronger sword in the Promise Kendo.

He believes that there is a stronger sword.

Another place.

In the courtyard of Wang Qingshan, he did the same action again and again, pulling the sword!

again and again.

Endless.

Oya let him practice 10,000 times. This is the number he has achieved, but he has not stopped, or is constantly training.

He wants to win.

He must win.

He wants to guard the goddess.

The words that Long Fei said were angered to the depths of his heart.

Wang Qingshan right hand, the long sword flew out, and a sword in the void, Shen Shen said: "The only real strong person who is worthy of Oya teacher, a hard-working disciple, you are not qualified!"

"There is no qualification at all!"

"I will definitely knock you down tomorrow!"

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